When describing the previous scene, Mo Yu had an exaggerated expression, waving his hands and feet.

Hearing something related to Shen Qiushui from Mo Yu's mouth, Mo Changtian, who was going to put the hoe in the woodshed, paused, and looked back at Shen Qiushui who was wiping the area around the eyelids for Granny Luo.

He quickly put the hoe away, walked out of the woodshed where only a shed was built, picked up Mo Yu who was not as tall as his thighs, and sat under the eaves next to Shen Qiushui.

"Come on, tell Dad in detail."

Yu'er once again described it exaggeratedly.

She was still young, and some words had inaccurate meanings, which made Shen Qiushui laugh.

After finishing his work, Shen Qiushui withdrew his hand, turned his head to look at the father and daughter, and said with a smile, "It's not that exaggerated."

"Yes, that aunt is very vicious." Mo Yu nodded seriously.

"Was Yu'er afraid just now?" Shen Qiushui bent down and tapped the tip of the little guy's nose.

"I'm not afraid." Mo Yu raised her head and grinned, "Mother is here, mother's power, power..."

Mo Yu got stuck, unable to say the word, her little face was immediately tangled up.

Mo Dong, who was sitting next to Mo Changtian under the eaves, didn't notice Mo Yu's appearance, and reminded him, "It's mighty, stupid sister."

"Yu'er is not stupid!" Mo Yu retorted with her lips pouted.

She hugged her father tightly, pouted her lips and stared back at Mo Dong, not intimidating at all, but cute and tight.

Seeing the interaction between the siblings, Shen Qiushui shook his head with a smile.

She shook off the water stains on her hands, and dried the handkerchief on a bamboo rack.

"Don't sit still, come and eat, it will be dark later." Shen Qiushui walked to the kitchen.

The lid of the pot is made of woven bamboo strips, which is a bit like a funnel.

The lid of the pot was picked up, and white water mist rose into the sky, and an aroma mixed with sauerkraut wafted out.

Sauerkraut soup cakes in a pot are dinner tonight.

Granny Luo made the soup cakes, and Shen Qiushui was in charge of lighting the fire.

Wheat flour is mixed with water and kneaded into a ball, set aside to ferment.Boil water in a pot, add home-made pickled sauerkraut, and bring to a boil.

The dough is cut into strips much thicker than the sliced ​​noodles with a knife, and then it can be lowered into boiling water and sprinkled with a pinch of salt.

The aroma wafts out with the heat, and it is also a delicacy in this dynasty without much seasoning.

This dish cannot be eaten on weekdays, but Granny Luo was in a happy mood today, so she took out the little wheat flour left to make this dish.

Most of the crops in the village are high-yield corn and sweet potatoes, and everyone’s daily food is corn cakes. The wheat production in their place is not as good as corn and sweet potatoes, and few people know how to grow them.

Several people filled a bowl full of soup cakes.

Shen Qiushui took a sip of the soup first. The taste of sauerkraut was boiled very lightly, and it tasted very delicious when served with soup cakes. Sipping such a delicious hot soup on a chilly spring day can warm people's heart directly.

Several people sat around the square table, no one spoke at this time, only a slight sound of drinking soup and rubbing chopsticks could be heard.

Shen Qiushui ate very satisfyingly, and his face turned rosy after being warmed by the hot soup.

The little girl Mo Yu, who insisted on sitting next to her, almost buried her face in the bowl, and burned her tongue because she ate too fast.

"Hiss~" Mo Yu covered her mouth, looking at her mother sitting beside her tearfully.

Shen Qiushui shook her head while watching, and when she put the bowl on the table, she told Mo Yu to eat slowly, but who knows, it was still scalding.

"I told you to eat more slowly." Shen Qiushui couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw Mo Yu's appearance, "Stick out your tongue and let mother see if it's seriously hot."

Mo Yu obediently stuck out her tongue for Shen Qiushui to see.

The little tongue had red spots one by one, which looked a little serious.

Shen Qiushui carried Mo Yu off the table and went to the courtyard dam. Mo Changtian brought a bowl of cold water to Mo Yu and asked her to rinse her mouth.

Taking advantage of this time, Shen Qiushui mixed a bowl of salt water for Mo Yu to rinse his mouth again.

After the salt water was spit out by Mo Yu, Shen Qiushui squatted in front of Mo Yu: "Open your mouth and let mother see your tongue."

Mo Yu opened his mouth honestly.

I gave Mo Yu a check, and it's not too serious at the moment. In this case, we just need to wait for the tongue to recover on its own.

"If it still hurts tomorrow, remember to tell mother." Shen Qiushui rubbed Mo Yu's hair, exhorting with concern.

Although the pain on the tongue was relieved by the cold water, it was still very painful.

"Mother, I want to hug..." Mo Yu's eyes were red, tears were rolling in her eyes, and she kept holding back her eyes without blinking so that the tears didn't roll down. She reached out to Shen Qiushui for a hug.

Shen Qiushui bent down to pick him up, seeing Mo Yu like this, felt distressed and angry.

"It's okay, it won't hurt after sleeping." Shen Qiushui hugged Mo Yu in his arms to comfort her, and pushed Mo Yu's hair back from her cheeks.

Mo Yu was young, and the food at Mo's house was not good, so she was not as light as a four-year-old child should be. Shen Qiushui held her with one hand, very easily.

Mo Changtian behind Shen Qiushui was relieved when he knew that Mo Yu's tongue was not seriously burned. He stroked Mo Yu's hair comfortingly, and took the two bowls in the yard to wash.

"Is little girl alright?" Granny Luo who was sitting at the table only expressed her concern when she saw that Shen Qiushui had finished her work.

Shen Qiushui approached the square table with Mo Yu in his arms, and replied, "It's fine."

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine." Granny Luo breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Mo Yu in Shen Qiushui's arms, and said educational words: "What do you do in such a hurry, and no one will grab you, but you have a long memory ?”

Mo Yu pursed her lips and said nothing, turned her head and buried it in Shen Qiushui's arms.

Her tongue was suffering, and it was the time when she was feeling uncomfortable, so she nestled in Shen Qiushui's arms for comfort.

"Okay, it's okay." Shen Qiushui patted Mo Yu's back tenderly, and comforted him: "Your Grandma Luo didn't blame you, she was teaching you, remember not to cool your food before eating. "

After Shen Qiushui finished speaking, Mo Yu, whose head was buried in Shen Qiushui's chest, heard a muffled voice: "Mmm..."

Shen Qiushui sighed, and blamed her for being negligent this time, no matter how sensible this child is, he is only four years old, she should let it cool down before serving it to the two little guys.

Mo Yu was burned, everyone's attention was on her, Shen Dong was no exception.

He also felt sorry for Mo Yu at first, but now seeing her lying in Shen Qiushui's arms, he was very envious.

Looking at Shen Qiushui's embrace, Mo Dong's black eyes were full of longing. He also wanted to be hugged by his mother, but because of his previous attitude, he never opened his mouth.

He knew that the current Shen Qiushui was different from the one before, but he couldn't bear to speak up.

Mo Dong pursed his lips, looked away, and looked at the hot soup in front of him.

The hot soup in the bowl was still steaming, and white mist kept floating out.

He stared at the boiling hot soup for a moment, as if he had made up his mind.

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